One morning in March, I came to the canal bank with my camera on my back, stepping on the thin morning fog and facing the morning wind, eager to capture a beautiful spring morning.

A ray of morning glow came from the east, shining with golden light, swaying on the river, painting the opposite mountain clearly. At this time, in addition to the tactfulness of crisp birds singing, it is the gurgling canal water beating against the embankment and playing a beautiful morning song. Suddenly, a faint fragrance came with the wind and shocked people. I can't help looking at the depressions and hills on both sides of the canal river, piles and pieces, such as sunrise and flame ... Oh! It is the spring breeze that blooms peach blossoms.

Spring and March are the seasons when peach blossoms bloom. At this time, in addition to the delicate grass that occasionally appears under the roadside dam, it is the peach blossom that laughs all over the mountains.

This passage used a lot of beautiful words to write the beauty and beauty of March morning, and also set off the happy mood of "I" at this time.